We're coming team rocket!

The next day we all got ready to leave Castelia city.

"This place looks amazing even in the day," Chloe commented as we walked past countless people getting ready for work.

"That it is." Burge agreed with a smile.

"Hey, Burgh," I spoke up with a question.

"Yes?" He answered.

"Are we going to do this alone?" I asked.

Though there are five of us, I don't think we can stop an entire operation ourselves.

"We will be accompanied by Drayden, the 6th Gymleader of the Unova region." Bergh explained as we walked along.

Oh right. That guy from earlier. I can't wait to see him again.

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Jeffery walks through a hall filled with a lot of weird items.

"I'm starting to lose faith in this group." He said to himself as he walked along the hallway.

"Will they ever bring you back..and fix what I've done?"

He passes a weird necklace with the letter R, a dragon's scale, Mew, a model of Palkia and Dialga's battle, a Samurott's horn, and a floating boy with black hair, me.

"Happy 15th birthday, Ayuna.." He said, holding back tears; he sat down.

He then began to sing a little tune to himself.

"Happy birthday to you-"

"Happy; birthday to you."

"Happy birthday Ayuna ..."

"Happy birthday to you- "

His voice cracked with almost every line. He couldn't keep his sorrows to himself. Tears forced their way through his eyes as he sang.

"How old are you now...?"

"How old are you; now?"

"How old are you now?"

"How old are you now?"

.....

..

.

"Fifteen."

A soft voice echoed in Jeffery's head.

His eyes widened when he heard it.

"Ayuna?" Jeffery got up from the ground in surprise, looking at the vile that I was.

Though I wasn't moving, nor did I look like I had the slightest bit of life in me.

He sat back down, thinking he was only losing his mind after all this time. But he couldn't shake off the possibility.

"Jeffery...." The voice said again, and again, and again before finally saying,

"Wake up!"

Almost as if it was on command, whether subconsciously or not-

He woke up in his bed, still in uniform.

His hair was even messier than usual, his body covered in sweat, and his eyes tired from crying all night.

He sat on the side of his bed and held his face with his palm.

"Im tired.." He said to himself.